positioned just so
soft earthly shapes below me
my heartland so close

morning anzac day
the crows mournfull cry fading
shadows on my wall

excitements still here
after the rainbow has gone
colours in my shoes

consumerism
a basket of easter eggs
on christmas morning

wild night of storming
led my dreaming to childhood
when my soul was smooth

opening the mailbox
i see the lime green shooting
of her cards meaning